Most times God picks the flower
that is still in full bloom, yet the blow was hard, the shock severe;
We never dreamed your death so near.
But only those who love can tell
The pain of parting without farewell.
God give us strength to face this blow,
What it meant losing you, no one will know.
To hear your voice, to see your smile,
To sit and talk with you awhile;
To be together in the same old way
Would be our dearest wish today.
But loving memories never die
As years roll on and days go by;
In our hearts a memory is kept
of the one we love and will never forget.
But I know that it must please Him
Because He chose our very best.
